THE DEAN/CAS/SAM LOVE MEME: THE RETURN
It's been a few months, and I think we all need a return of
THE DEAN/CAS/SAM LOVE MEME
Because we love our boys. Now, here's the rules, pretty much copy-pasta from last time:
IN THE MEME YOU CAN DO ANY COMBO OF THE PAIRINGS - THIS MEANS YOU CAN DO
- DEAN/CASTIEL
- SAM/CASTIEL
- DEAN/SAM
- SAM/DEAN/CASTIEL
I mean, the whole point of this meme is to include ( Read more... )
THE DEAN/CAS/SAM LOVE MEME
Because we love our boys. Now, here's the rules, pretty much copy-pasta from last time:
IN THE MEME YOU CAN DO ANY COMBO OF THE PAIRINGS - THIS MEANS YOU CAN DO
- DEAN/CASTIEL
- SAM/CASTIEL
- DEAN/SAM
- SAM/DEAN/CASTIEL
I mean, the whole point of this meme is to include ( Read more... )
Castiel had been waiting a long time at port for his captain to arrive. You could say what you wanted about him, that he kept too clean for the seas, that his clothes were always too neat and shiny for someone that hung around the infamous Winchester ship. Most of the crew believed he was a spy, especially when the elder brother, Dean, fell to the stormy seas. (Both Samuel and Dean ruled together with the crew, and now the role of captain was to be filled by only Sam.) But Dean had trusted him, and after a year or two of proving his faith to the brothers (and almost dying because of it), Sam also trusted him.
The crew kept stealing glares. Castiel was never one to mingle with the rest of the men that inhabited the ship, with the exception of one stowaway who dressed as a man for a few months, Anna. He didn't really like them or enjoyed what they did, and most of them were dirty-mouthed heathens, to be quite frank.
Dean and Sam...they were different. Yes, Dean was exceptionally fond of being rough and rowdy and celebrating much too hard with the crew. It was true Sam had killed more men in the bloody battle in the Port of 'Cago than the rest of the crew combined. But there was something in them, something refreshingly brilliant about them. Sam obviously had more education than Dean, but they worked together perfectly. They knew exactly where the weak spots were in someone's hull. They could scan a dock and tell the crew where they needed the cannonballs to fly. And they always seemed to know exactly where the loot was.
They had brought Castiel in as a specialist. He knew the upper crust of society well, having been in Zachariah's providence as an apprentice. Castiel hated Zachariah, so when the Winchesters saw him and took him, he didn't resist much. In fact, he didn't need to be restrained. He simply walked onto the ship, told the brothers what they wanted to know. And when they came to Uriel's small (yet incredibly rich) little city, Castiel helped them out there as well. Eventually, he became first mate, and Castiel held on proudly to his position.
He also held on proudly to the Winchesters. The crew could accuse him of being a spy, but Castiel would never betray them. Of course, he couldn't tell the crew that he loved the brothers either, not unless he wanted to be hung the next day. (He remembers the one night Dean and Sam were drunk in their quarters, discussing plans, and Castiel happened to come in to check on them, and suddenly he was up against the table, Sam whispering things in his ear and Dean slowly undoing the polished buttons of Castiel's pristine jacket. Nothing was ever really the same after that.)
When Dean fell overboard to his death, Sam and Castiel grew closer. When they were alone, Castiel would call him 'Sam' or even 'Sammy'. He couldn't understand Sam's pain, but he always tried.
Sam went alone on this mission. He was going to infiltrate this property from the inside, he said. Castiel made sure he had the correct clothes, knew the right words, held himself correctly. And they were to pick him up in two months. Two months. Castiel stood on the port and frowned. Where was he?
...Wait. There. But that couldn't be Sam, their captain. He wasn't carrying himself right. Castiel broke composure, sure he was probably frightening the other crew when he ran to help Sam. He didn't care. He had lost one brother. He wasn't losing them both.
"Cas," Sam said weakly, using the nickname Dean created. Only they used it, no one else ever had.
"Sam," Castiel said softly, grabbing Sam's shoulders and righting him when Sam pitched forward.
"Cas, they figured it out. Last two weeks. Tortured."
Castiel had a temper. A huge temper, in fact. And when Sam saw it in his eyes, he lifted his right hand to touch Castiel's cheek softly. "Nothing we can do right now. We'll get them back."
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There is a huge metal hook jutting from a stump in his arm. The flesh looks diseased, but perhaps still salvageable. Castiel looks in shock. He had no idea what to say. Sam's alive, but at what price?
"Cas," and Sam's wiping away tears from Castiel's face that Cas didn't even know were there. "Cas, it's fine. We'll clean it up at the ship, see how bad it really is." Sam frowns, and, giving a quick look behind them to check that none of the crew can see, brushes his lips against Castiel's, right hand digging into Cas' shoulder to keep balance. "Stop crying. They'll see."
"Yes, Sam."
"Help me to the ship, Cas?"
Castiel hoists Sam's good arm across his shoulders after quickly wiping the remaining tears away. "I'll make sure they pay, Sam."
"You and me both, Cas." There's steel in his voice, determination. "Sir Michael, Alistair, Lady Ruby. They're going to pay."
Together they shuffle towards the crew, the lone captain leaning heavily on his first mate.
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THAT IS BY FAR THE MOST INTENSE PIRATE!SASSY EVER. *SNIFFLE*
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LOL NGL I WAS GOING TO POST IT NONNIE BECAUSE I WAS SCARED IT WAS TOO SRS AND NOT FULL OF LOL
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IT WAS INDEED COMPLETELY LOL-LESS, BUT SOOO GOOD. I AM AH-MAZED THAT WAS INSPIRED BY BY CRACKY DRAWING.
I HAVE TO SAY MY FAVORITE BIT WAS PROBABLY--
He remembers the one night Dean and Sam were drunk in their quarters, discussing plans, and Castiel happened to come in to check on them, and suddenly he was up against the table, Sam whispering things in his ear and Dean slowly undoing the polished buttons of Castiel's pristine jacket. Nothing was ever really the same after that.
CAUSE I'M A SLUT LIKE THAT.
ORRR
Castiel had a temper. A huge temper, in fact. And when Sam saw it in his eyes, he lifted his right hand to touch Castiel's cheek softly. "Nothing we can do right now. We'll get them back."
BECAUSE <3!!!
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I MIGHT HAVE PLACED THAT IN THERE BECAUSE I AM A SLUT LIKE THAT AS WELL, PFFFFFFFT <3
:DDDDD OH GOSH, THE TEMPER PART, I LIKED IT TOOOOO I JUST CAN'T EVEN
HJ3RHKJDSAKFHSKLDJSALKDSA I'M SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT, BB, IT'S THREE IN THE MORNING AND I'M KIND OF ALL OVER THE PLACE
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NOW YOU SHOULD GET SOME SLEEP, GURL.
*HUGGLES*
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SERIOUSLY, I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU. ALAS, I CAN NEVER REVEAL MY IDENTITY FOR FEAR OF REJECTION. I SHALL LOVE THEE FROM AFAR.
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LOLOLOLWHAT I ALWAYS LIKE NEW FRIENDS AND I PROMISE I AM NOT MEAN <3 <3 <3
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BUT YEAH, BB, THIS IS ACTUALLY BLOODY BRILLIANT AND I AM NOT LYING WHEN I SAY I REALLY WOULD LOVE A LONGER STORY. SERIOUSLY. IT COULD HAVE BEAUTIFUL SASSY MOMENTS AND YOU COULD USE SOME SORT OF PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN VOODOO MAGIC TO BRING DEAN BACK AND HAVE SOME OT3 LOVE. I CAN SEE IT ALL NOOOOOW. <333
JUST SO YOU KNOW, I'M GOING TO BE CHECKING YOUR LIVEJOURNAL PERIODICALLY TOO SEE IF YOU'VE WRITTEN IT, HAHAHA XDDD
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OH GOSH, WELL IF PEEPS WANT IT, I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO ABOUT MAKING A LONGER STORY AND ALL BECAUSE I REALLY DO LOVE PIRATES AND BEAUTIFUL SASSY AND MY ~*~OT3~*~ ALL SNUGGLED IN THERE <3 <3
HAHAHA, OH GOSH, WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE FRIENDS, BB? THAT WAY YOU CAN JUST CHECK YOUR FLIST INSTEAD OF HAVING TO STALK MY JOURNAL? :D ALSO I LIKE HAVING FRANDS
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BUT YEAH, LIKE I SAID, I NEVER, EVER POST. POOR LIVEJOURNAL HAS BEEN ABANDONED FOR TUMBLR. BUT I STILL CHECK IT AND COMMENT AND STUFF, SO I'M GONNA FRIEND YOU ANYWAAAY <3
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FABULOUS~~
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edit: SKLDHSALKDHSALJKDAS I JUST NOTICED YOUR ICON AND OMFG YELLOW SUBMARINE
IT WAS OBVIOUS WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE FRIENDS
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